So many things come to mind when you think about dreams.
Dream = A series of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations occurring involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of sleep.
Have you ever had a dream so intense, so clear it just sticks with you forever? How many years has it been since you had that dream? Was it a good dream or a bad one?
I had a dream when I was about 6 or 7 years old, that I will always remember. It started off that I was in the neighborhood I grew up in, it was dark and foggy (Yes here in Miami), and I was walking with one of my mom’s friends. We were looking for my mom and went up to the shopping center by my house and I found a dirty looking restroom, and inside their was a shower. The shower was running and the curtain was closed. I opened it and found my mom shot, and bleeding. I yelled for her to wake up and she told me to run, run as fast as I could home, and call for help. I ran out, trying to find my house when I bumped into my mom’s friend, I told her about my mom and she grabbed my arm, telling me I wasn’t going for help and that I would listen to whatever she told me to do. I struggled from her grip and ran around my neighborhood trying to find my home, crying and scared that mom was going to die. I then woke up in sweats, and crying for my mother. For some reason that dream as always stuck with me. A dream I’ll never forget.
I have had a couple dreams that have stuck with me. Dreams I can visualize so vividly in my mind as if I had them last night. And yet these were dreams I had when I was a little girl. I have also had dreams much older that I also will never forget. Dreams that looked so real, and felt so real, and the next day have actually happened, just as I dreamed it would.
Have you ever had a dream like this? If so please let me know so I can blog about it.
“There are those who look at things the way they are, and ask why… I dream of things that never were, and ask why not?”
~Robert Francis Kennedy